Many a home wrecked,
Emotions at war,
Homes in turmoil,
Legs on his heels,
Bar a home of peace.
Traditionally he acquires her
with a smile,
Religiously he makes her
his screensaver,
His heart beats for her,
Then comes the metamorphosis.
She dresses like a masquerade,
Her bedroom shines like shrine,
Her breast sags,
Her armpit grows like shrubs,
Men moved by what they see.
She sleeps and snows,
She lies like a lifeless log,
He desires to acquire her love,
But she rebukes him.
He longs for a conjugal bliss,
She strictly gave him the
religious style,
Stylistically he begs for more,
But ignorantly she ignores him
His hunger humiliated.
His eyes smile at a young
maiden,
His heart dances to the rhythm
of her breast,
Her breast adores for a decade.
Home a market place,
She rants like bees,
Hearts hurt in pains
Marriage a conjugal misery
Then divorce set in.